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328. Chapter 328 There is no way to recover from the mountains and rivers [1]

The heavenly prison is dark and damp, with oil lamps burning in the narrow passages. The lights are dim and the place is cold and lonely.

With a "squeak" sound, the heavy prison door opened, and dozens of guards in mysterious clothes quickly stepped in, reaching the deepest part of the prison in a row.

After a while, the petite woman, wrapped in a fox fur cloak, slowly walked into the prison.

She lowered her head and covered most of her face with a long fur cape. She walked slowly and calmly, walking step by step to the end.

There is only one cell at the bottom of the cell. It is brightly lit and takes up three times the size of the other cells. It is separated by a black bamboo screen. There is a study room, a bedroom and a shower room. The four treasures of the study room are all top-grade on the huge desk. The bookshelf behind it is lined with ancient books.

Rare book, Ruijinxiangzhu incense burner with warm incense, in this cold sky prison, out of the ordinary elegance.

A figure leisurely walked out from behind the screen and took a book from the bookshelf. Unexpectedly, he saw two rows of guards in mysterious clothes. A flash of surprise flashed across Qing Jun's face. Then he stood in front of the cell door holding the scroll and stared intently.

The woman walking towards him.

The steps were dignified and slow, and the white gauze skirt was moving and stopping under the cloak. A strand of black silk hung down on the chest. The clothes were snow-white and the hair was jet black.

When the woman finally reached the cell door, he bowed his head and knelt down, "I, the sinner, see your majesty, long live long live, long live long live."

The woman looked at him through the cell door for a long time, reached out and took off the brim of her hat, revealing her beautiful and fair face. She looked at him with a faint and alienated expression, and gently opened her lips, "I haven't seen you in two years, how are you?"

"How can a guilty minister be so bad in such a large place in the heavenly prison?" He replied flatly, with no hint of joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at him indifferently, "I have imprisoned you for two years to punish you for being disrespectful to me. I am a foolish king, known to all the world as a foolish king. The courtiers scolded me because they cursed me in their hearts.

You scolded me, but you scolded me openly. No matter how bad I am, I am the emperor after all. Yan Nian, your fault is that you should not be arrogant and unruly in front of me."

"I know my fault." Yan Nian knelt straight, "I have never seen through Your Majesty. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. How can I tolerate my contempt? I am guilty and I know my fault."

Ye Jiangxue turned her head and signaled the shadow guard to open the cell door. She condescended and walked in, sitting on the chair behind the desk. Her eyes glanced at the bright yellow scrolls neatly arranged aside, which she had collected over the past two years.

All the edicts issued.

Ye Jiangxue closed her eyes, moved her pale lips slightly, and said lightly: "Back then, you wanted to abandon your official position, but I didn't allow it. Now I'm letting you go free. Yan Nian, you can leave now."

After she said this, she felt a dull pain in her forehead. She frowned and waved her hand tiredly, "That's it, Yan Nian, you can go."

Looking at the exhausted and weak woman under the candle, Yan Nian suddenly felt that he was so wrong.

When Ye Jiangxue came to the throne, he was in high spirits, went to the royal banquet, and was sent to prison by her. It was not that he did not resent it. Every day from the beginning, he hated Ye Jiangxue, her stupidity and incompetence, and her moodiness. While hating,

On the other hand, I am worried about this century-old prosperity.

Then, her imperial edict was sent to the heavenly prison.

He knew that she had razed the Bi family, that she had killed Lan Qingchu, and that she had imprisoned Hong Ying and Bai Ruoxi.

In two years, she has overcome all obstacles on the road to imperial power. Just like back then, she stood in a high position and said to him with a sneer, "Watch carefully to see if I am a fool and whether I am worthy of your lifelong loyalty."

It's damp, there are oil lamps burning in the narrow passage, the lights are dim, it's dark and lonely.

With a "squeak" sound, the heavy prison door opened, and dozens of guards in mysterious clothes quickly stepped in, reaching the deepest part of the prison in a row.

After a while, the petite woman, wrapped in a fox fur cloak, slowly walked into the prison.

She lowered her head and covered most of her face with a long fur cape. She walked slowly and calmly, walking step by step to the end.

There is only one cell at the bottom of the cell. It is brightly lit and takes up three times the size of the other cells. It is separated by a black bamboo screen. There is a study room, a bedroom and a shower room. The four treasures of the study room are all top-grade on the huge desk. The bookshelf behind it is lined with ancient books.

Rare book, Ruijinxiangzhu incense burner with warm incense, in this cold sky prison, out of the ordinary elegance.

A figure leisurely walked out from behind the screen and took a book from the bookshelf. Unexpectedly, he saw two rows of guards in mysterious clothes. A flash of surprise flashed across Qing Jun's face. Then he stood in front of the cell door holding the scroll and stared intently.

The woman walking towards him.

The steps were dignified and slow, and the white gauze skirt was moving and stopping under the cloak. A strand of black silk hung down on the chest. The clothes were snow-white and the hair was jet black.

When the woman finally reached the cell door, he bowed his head and knelt down, "I, the sinner, see your majesty, long live long live, long live long live."

The woman looked at him through the cell door for a long time, reached out and took off the brim of her hat, revealing her beautiful and fair face. She looked at him with a faint and alienated expression, and gently opened her lips, "I haven't seen you in two years, how are you?"

"How can a guilty minister be so bad in such a large place in the heavenly prison?" He replied flatly, with no hint of joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at him indifferently, "I have imprisoned you for two years to punish you for being disrespectful to me. I am a foolish king, known to all the world as a foolish king. The courtiers scolded me because they cursed me in their hearts.

You scolded me, but you scolded me openly. No matter how bad I am, I am the emperor after all. Yan Nian, your fault is that you should not be arrogant and unruly in front of me."

"I know my fault." Yan Nian knelt straight, "I have never seen through Your Majesty. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. How can I tolerate my contempt? I am guilty and I know my fault."

Ye Jiangxue turned her head and signaled the shadow guard to open the cell door. She condescended and walked in, sitting on the chair behind the desk. Her eyes glanced at the bright yellow scrolls neatly arranged aside, which she had collected over the past two years.

All the edicts issued.

Ye Jiangxue closed her eyes, moved her pale lips slightly, and said lightly: "Back then, you wanted to abandon your official position, but I didn't allow it. Now I'm letting you go free. Yan Nian, you can leave now."

After she said this, she felt a dull pain in her forehead. She frowned and waved her hand tiredly, "That's it, Yan Nian, you can go."

Looking at the exhausted and weak woman under the candle, Yan Nian suddenly felt that he was so wrong.

When Ye Jiangxue came to the throne, he was in high spirits, went to the royal banquet, and was sent to prison by her. It was not that he did not resent it. Every day from the beginning, he hated Ye Jiangxue, her stupidity and incompetence, and her moodiness. While hating,

On the other hand, I am worried about this century-old prosperity.

Then, her imperial edict was sent to the heavenly prison.

He knew that she had razed the Bi family, that she had killed Lan Qingchu, and that she had imprisoned Hong Ying and Bai Ruoxi.
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